My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

"This pair of pen, ink, paper and inkstone was obtained by me after I accidentally helped an old foreigner during an outing." Huo Yunyi nodded and said, "He said that this was also a treasure he was able to collect by chance. , after knowing that I was from China, he gave this thing to me. "

Yan Tingfeng blinked softly: "It's an antique, probably an antique that was scattered abroad during the war."

"Yes, the workmanship is also very exquisite." Xiang Shaoyu also nodded, "Although it is old, the lines and colors on it have not faded, and the brush is also intact."

"I think I am a rough guy who only knows how to use a gun, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone are useless to me." Huo Yunyi said, "I will give this to Miss Ye."

Xiang Shaoyu thought about it and felt something was wrong: "You don't need this antique, why don't you give it to me?"

He already likes antiques, and he won't refuse anything from the old era.

Huo Yunyi said expressionlessly: "I forgot."

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

Then why do you remember it now? !

Ye Banglan stretched out her hand and touched the inkstone in the box very carefully, her fingers trembling violently.

Yan Tingfeng naturally noticed this slight anomaly: "Xiao Wan can recognize it. What year is this antique?"

"The Ning Dynasty period." Ye Banlan calmed down a little before speaking in a low voice, "I still need to take a closer look at the specific time."

Xiang Shaoyu smiled and said: "Our Miss Ye is truly a walking antique detector."

"I have something to do." Ye Banlan suddenly stood up and picked up the box, "Let's go ahead and talk."

She walked in a hurry and left the Huo family quickly.

"This..." Xiang Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Yan Tingfeng, "Ms. Ye was angry about what happened just now?"

Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Xiaowan won't take those people seriously."

He was also deep in thought.

But he could tell that Ye Turning's mood changed when he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Huo Yunyi took out.

Yan Tingfeng's eyes darkened.

"I haven't practiced martial arts for a long time." Huo Yunyi suddenly said, "Shaoyu, come and fight with me."

Xiang Shaoyu: "?"

What crime did he commit?

**

Ye turned the tide and returned to the hotel, then opened the box again.

How could she not recognize this box of pens, inks, paper and inkstones as an antique from what era?

This is a relic of her teacher.

Emperor Master Hanyun's voice.

Playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are just Han Yunsheng's daily skills to cultivate his sentiments. His greatest ability is observing the sky and predicting the fate of the country.

Han Yunsheng collected a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. This box was the least outstanding one, but it was the tool he used to teach her to practice calligraphy at that time.

Ye Banglan silently took out the brush, poured ink into the inkstone, and began to grind the ink.

After researching the ink, she dipped her pen in it and wrote one word on the rice paper——

rather.

The Ning of Ning Dynasty is also the Ning of China’s tranquility.

The latter is also the reason why Ning Taizu chose the character "Ning" as the name of his country.

However, something unexpected happened.

When the last stroke of the traditional Chinese character "Ning" falls!

"Shua——"

White light flashed, and the light and shadow in front of him also became distorted.

This is a sign of the beginning of historical retrospection, and it is already a familiar thing for Ye Banlan.

She didn't think about why this box of pens, inks, paper and inkstones could go back in history, but no matter what, she could get more information.

When her vision became clear again, sure enough, she had returned to the Ning Dynasty three hundred years ago.

The familiar palace came into view, completely different from the ruins trampled by the enemy last time.

At this time, Fengyuan City had not yet fallen, and the enemy's battle reports had only reached the imperial court.

In the main hall, all civil and military officials gathered. Yongshun Emperor Xiang Chen sat on the dragon chair, while Emperor Master Han Yunsheng and Prime Minister Shen Mingshu stood at the front.

Ye Banlan finally saw the still alive Princess Xiang Mingyu of Jing'an.

Compared with when she saw Princess Jing'an being cut into pieces by five horses, the impact was too great.

For a moment, Ye Tuanlan almost shed tears again: "Auntie..."

Although it is clear that in historical retrospect, she is just like an audience entering a movie theater and cannot change what happens on the screen.

But she still couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch Princess Jing'an's face.

Xiang Mingyu's expression was very serious, and she didn't know that her niece, who had been dead for six years, was beside her.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Photographer King, the defense lines in the northwest, southern Xinjiang and Eastern Wilderness... have been completely broken through." The voice of the soldiers who came forward trembled so much that they almost choked, "Your Highnesses King Yan, King Chu and King Qin ...already died in battle.”

"..."

The entire court was in dead silence.

"What?!"

Even though he was as indifferent as Hanyun Sheng, his expression changed after hearing this.

All civil and military officials were even more horrified.

Who is the Sifang Wangjue?

That was Ning Chao’s Dinghai Shenzhen!

Who doesn’t know the fighting power of the Sifang Prince?

Especially Yan King Hejia, he can resist even if the master of Shenxiao Tower leads everyone from Jianghu to attack.

How could he die in battle? !

"Nonsense!" An old minister immediately shouted angrily, "How dare you be disrespectful to His Highness King Yan!"

But as soon as he finished saying this, he was already bursting into tears.

Everyone knows that no one would joke about something like this.

Xiang Mingyu suddenly clenched the handle of the chair, restraining herself from getting angry. She took a deep breath: "Today's court is dismissed. Everyone go back and pack up as soon as possible and arrange for the people in the city to enter the shelter."

In the entire hall, except for Emperor Yongshun Xiang Chen and Xiang Mingyu, only Han Yunsheng, Shen Mingshu and several old ministers were left.

Xiang Mingyu asked: "Now, what can the imperial teacher see?"

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a purgatory on earth." Han Yunsheng said in a deep voice, "The world is going to be in chaos, unprecedented."

Xiang Mingyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Shen Mingshu couldn't help but take a breath: "But neither you nor Rong Shi foresaw this invasion."

The imperial teacher Han Yunsheng was originally equipped with Taoist magic, and he could also observe celestial phenomena and predict the fate of the country, in order to ensure that Da Ning would last long.

With Han Yunsheng in the temple and Rong Shi in the rivers and lakes, Shenzhou should not have a future that they could not see.

But in the future observed by the two, there was no such invasion.

This is why the entire Shenzhou was defenseless.

Of course, being able to break through the three major borders of Northwest, South Xinjiang and East Wilderness in just two days, even the King of Yan, the King of Chu and the King of Qin had no power to fight back...

Even if they were prepared in advance, they could not change the facts.

After three seconds of silence, Han Yunsheng slowly said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Shezhe King, Prime Minister Shen, I have to leave Fengyuan for a while."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Where are you going to go and what are you going to do if you leave Fengyuan at this time?" Shen Mingshu became nervous and immediately chased forward.

She has worked with Han Yunsheng for many years, and of course she knows his temper clearly. She also knows that he is leaving at this moment, and he must not be escaping in the face of the enemy, but to find a way to save the Shenzhou Continent.

Han Yunsheng did not stop.

"Yunsheng." Shen Mingshu called his name for the first time.

Han Yunsheng's body shook, and his footsteps stopped: "... Prime Minister Shen?"

Shen Mingshu did not step forward again, she only said four words: "Come back alive."

Come back alive

Whether it was Han Yunsheng who heard it or Ye Wanlan who was watching this historical review, they all knew that these four simple words were the most important at this moment.

Who doesn't want to come back alive?

But even King Hejia of Yan is gone!

Han Yunsheng pursed his lips and directly performed Taoist magic, traveling thousands of miles a day, rushing towards the south.

Ye Wanlan found that her perspective of watching this historical review moved with Han Yunsheng.

The next second, she was no longer in front of Fengyuan City, but Penglai Mountain!

The fairy air was lingering, and the winding path led to a secluded place.

"Just now I was telling my senior sister that the Imperial Master would definitely come after knowing this." A gentle voice sounded, "Sure enough, the time when the Imperial Master arrived was exactly as I predicted."

"Shua!"

Two figures appeared above the clouds, like gods descending from heaven, the man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful.

Penglai Saint, Yue Zheng!

Beiming Sect Leader, Xing Yun!

Good morning~~